12 Comments on “you think it’ll never happen to you”

The day Rump and T-Bone got out was not fun. My parents had a property in a suburb of Hobart that was not far from a main road (famous for the hoons)…and there was a dog exercise reserve next door…you can imagine the rest!! x

ha! my sons favourite story from when I was a kid is the one about the cows getting into the yard and me waking my Dad up to chase them all out. I so remember looking out my bedroom window when I woke up and seeing a cow looking back!

Oh my word! What a surprise.
I did see a tv programme when I was in the US about someone who found a moose in their bathroom which was on the 5th floor of a building. He’d climbed up the stairs. Scary! x

What a brilliant cow! My dad still has a laugh at his own response to your dad’s comment that if a cow kicked or something, he just sold it. Not such well behaved creatures, in my dad’s world.
We’re all well. 2 weeks to go! Catch up soon, my dear.

I think it’s a right of passage when you move to the country… we’d been at our place a few months when I had to deal with stray horses. Yep.. in the city it’s stray dogs and cats, in the country it’s stray live stock!

Oh and I have a theory about cows… black ones are mean. We had a stray cow problem here the other day and the black and white ones were happy enough for me to wack them on the bum gently to get them moving back where they belonged. The black ones though… one big mean mother in particular…she actually hooved the ground like she was going to charge at me! Needless to say I left her wandering about till the farmer came and got her!